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The Son
In the night I am against the Sun. I defy its cowardice.
I say, “If you are going to set, then set! You’re dependence
On the moon is laughable. Unlike yours, my sleep is dreamless.
I throw off my covers, bolt upright, and rise before you.”
In the morning I am with the Sun. I am grateful for
Its warmth and light. Grateful for its energy that
Helps to grow my food. Grateful for its ability
To perform its function with perfection.
In the evening I am for the Sun. It defies my wishes.
What would I have it suspended there forever.
With all of its spectacular shades or color,
My beauty is nothing compared to that of the Sun’s.
I say, “If you are going to set, then set! You’re dependence
On the moon is laughable. Unlike yours, my sleep is dreamless.
I throw off my covers, bolt upright, and rise before you.”
In the morning I am with the Sun. I am grateful for
Its warmth and light. Grateful for its energy that
Helps to grow my food. Grateful for its ability
To perform its function with perfection.
In the evening I am for the Sun. It defies my wishes.
What would I have it suspended there forever.
With all of its spectacular shades or color,
My beauty is nothing compared to that of the Sun’s.
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Comments
Enjoy the flow ,look at the beauty of the words and an individual connection.
The rest is just human's interpretation. But why not to allow some romance into our reality. It is no harm?!
I was enjoying it all.